I’m lucky, I guess, nothing even remotely close to that ever happened to me. I was also a pretty homely kid so that was probably a contributing factor. I didn’t really come into my own until near the end of college and then into my 20s, and even then I didn’t wear flattering clothes because I’m a completely fucking…

Oh! Yeah its around gate 30-ish I think. The line there has always been too long for me to get anything, I’d rather grab an empanada and use my time having a drink at the bar.

I’m sure you’re right, I just have my places that I go so I don’t look around at what else is there. I’m very much a creature of habit in airports, I need the comfort of the predictable in that environment.

LOL! What gate was it near? I’m in that airport about once a month (used to be once a week, thank god that’s over.) I usually hit up Ku-Va for a glass of wine and the fried yuca, but if I don’t have time to sit I’ll grab empanadas from Cafe Versailles.

Puerto Rican or Cuban? Most of the food at MIA is Cuban.

It’s the Latin word for “turnip”, which is a member of the same plant family (see also: rappa, rappini)

I’m not sure why you think I’m “afraid” of anything, since you know diddly fuck about me. My conscience is clear, which is good because I just bought a ticket to an Afrofunk show with a band comprised of nine white dudes from Holland. I’m dancing already!

It’s opt-in. Jesus Christ. Unclench, will you?

OK, so I need to publish my voting record and my financial transactions so you can see where my charity and political support money goes, so you can measure the strength of my conviction? Is there a sliding scale?

OK, so I can listen to Afrofunk played by white dudes if I post some political screed in the Gawker comments section? Cool beans. Is there an exchange rate, and does it correlate with the success of the artist? Like if its just some guy who plays West African-inspired tunes at an open mic night on Tuesdays can he…

No, they actually do think you're full of shit.

I grew up there and haven't been back in years, but I assume "yes" since its national epicenter of female Humanities and Social Science professors, who almost to a woman really dig their flowy clothing, and also we have a lot of muck in the Spring so rainboots and/or duckboots are pretty much a requirement.

You're not from Western MA, are you?

Yes. Welcome. We wear comfortable clothes that look good on our changing/aging bodies, listen to whatever the hell music we want (I was singing both One Direction and the Stray Cats this morning), and shake our heads ruefully at Kids These Days.

I think the sushi-eating falls slap into that definition.

I don't think people are missing your point, I think they're calling bullshit on your point.

What? Its insane for someone like Paul Simon to work with Ladysmith Black Mambazo because... why again? Monstanto? Oil companies? The minerals industries?

I’ve been sitting at my desk laughing over this til I cry. This is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen. Madonna, you were edgy 30 years ago. Now you’re just kind of tragic, and I say that as middle-aged lady desperately clinging to my own youth. I’m still deluded about many things, but I have a pretty good sense…

Word. Two weeks ago I switched from my shitty-weather Docs to my nice-weather Chucks and my back hurt for three days as my whole body adjusted to wearing kicks that were not rigid and molded to my feet.

I'm in the Northeast, so it probably goes without saying that our middle-aged ladies here rock some serious alterna-style.